CONGRATULATIONS, CONDOLENCES

Observer, Volume XXVII, Issue 33, 4 May 1907, Page 23

CONGRATULATIONS, CONDOLENCES

TO' HISjWOBSHIF THE MAYORChosen for position high By the voces populi, On the grandeur of yonr station Please accept congratulation. By your vast majority It is very plain. to see Folk would look on your removal With emphatic disapproval. And in years to come 'tis plain We will never look in vain For an eligible Mayor — What about the son and heir? Silver cradle while he's young, Later on a silver tongue. Plenty, peace, and all success To our Mayor and Mayoress ! C. D. Grey. Once again you've attained to the goal At the coveted top of the poll, So, Charley, 'tis clear You have nothing to fear From the present electoral roll. You are cordial by nature and trade, With a sweetness that beats lemonade, And electoral fray Has no terrors for Grey, He can truthfully say "Who's afraid ?" A. J. ENTRICAN. Observe the smile, and mark the winning way Of this stern moralist, Saint Andrew J. ; A goodly man, supporter of a set Who hold 'tis very wrong to make a bet. With penny-halfpenny lore of eggs and cheese — Oh, hear his moral maxims, if you please. With such as he as councillors, we're sure Of having civic morals bright and pure. A. E. Glovkr. Now, where could you ever discover A fellow superior to Glover ? For ne'er will he shirk His municipal work Tho' oysters around him might hover. And surely 'tis perfectly fitting That no chairman on him should be sitting — For Albert, you know, Is a beggar to go, And can stand quite a lot of hardhitting. L. J. Bagnall. Boss of Board of Education, Please accept congratulation On repeated elevation To the Council's lofty station. Tho' George George may wildly mutter, Technically writhe and splutter, Fearsome words of censure utter — 'Tis his way of spreading butter.

AND OTHER THINGS.

For the Observer,

C. J. Parr. Oh, Parr the parabolic, A valiant man is he ; A man of might, and full of fight And popularity. Like Christopher Columbus, Who crossed the foaming main, He goes, does Parr, to lands afar, But soon comes back again. J. Court. Send a cable o'er the sea Telling Johnny Court that he Once again will find his place is 'Midst the old familiar faces. And when London town he graces, Buying more colossal cases, P'raps he'll teach the L.C.C. How to make the business gee. W. E. Hutchison. Hear the welkin ring for El kin, Building up his fame, Always ready for a steady Municipal game. Eloquential and potential, Holding stock immense Of a mighty — never flighty — Sterling commonsense. R. Farrell. Oh, Bob, with his crow-bar brigade, Will come to the citieens' aid ; The Government tremble And try to dissemble, But Bob is the boy for a raid. Sir Joe may express his contrition, But Bob, with his stern opposition, Will cause him to quake, And amends he must make For his terrible sins of omission. G. Knight. The knightly Knight of Newton Will order to the block All folk who make his heartstrings ache, And at his prowess mock. The lordly Knight of Newton Has got a little knife, With hearty glee and snickersnee He'll soon annex your life. R. Tudehope. Our Council's rich in many local preachers, To point the moral and to be the teachers Of those who from the moral heights may fall And plumb the depths of vanity, and all Those other things which cause a deviation From Wesley's creed with sorrow to the nation. And Tudehope is a moralist severe With views on Sinners, Egotists and Beer. P. M. Mackay. The r-r r-rain may r-r-rain, the wind r-r-rise high, The sun may set in the eastern sky ; But ye canna beat — so ye needna tr-r-ry— That michty chiel, P. M. Mackay. He dr-r-rew his tr-r-runty skiandhu — I don't know what that means, do you ? He waved his spor-rran wide on high, So we voted for P. M. Mackay ! M. Casey. He has gone, gracious me ! on a ship o'er the sea, To the glamour of London and joys of Paree ; Where the Strand glistens bright in the darkness of night, Ard the boulevards re-echo the sounds of delight. He will join in the shouts of the gay Brussels sprout 0 , And taste in Berlin of the wild Sauerkrauts ; So 'tis plain that in vain for a year, or p'raps twain, We will seek for our Maurice to come home again.

R. Stopford. Horny-banded son of toil, Blessed with manner most emphatic, Lover of Lancastrian soil, Orator with style ecstatic. Sure, you're but a distant neighbour Of the party known as Labour. For a civic manner charmin' Go, consult with Dr Sharman. W. C. Somees. Somers by his nomenclature, Summery by name and nature ; Nought of winter can you trace In the sunshine of his face. Recollect now, if you please, Somer3 brings no winter breeze. Whether calm or tempest-toss't, Somers couldn't be a frost. H. M. Smeeton. With moral grace And moral face His moral nature all can trace ; With moral care He breathes a prayer That all from evil will beware. But some we note, On evil dote Because for Smeeton they don't vote. 'Tis very sad And makes one mad To think that folk can be so bad. Condolences. J. Beecroft. He pines for delights of the days long ago, When he sat in a room where the councillors grow ; But he didn't get back to that wonderful land, So his hopes must be built on foundations of sand. R. T. Graham. If at first you don't succeed In attaining to your need — Well, 'tis really very plain, You must simply try again. G. Gregory. You failed ! but, though you look on fate as hard, Oh, list, I pray, to this egregious bard. To keep the voters from a course unkind, Just photograph your image on the mind. J. H. Hannan. Defeat, of course, does not entail disgrace, But still, no doubt, you're in your proper place. s R. F. Way and Co. * When you've finished throwing vitriol, when you've finished casting mire, P'raps you'll understand, with conscience-stricken pang, That such a thing as libel, which at present you admire, Is rather like a healthy boomerang. J. Patterson. Oh, please have the goodness to note, Don't thread on the tail ay his coat, He didn't get in, But he'll thry once agin, An' he'll plump for the popular vote. W. Richardson. Silly Billy. G. L. PfIAQpCKE. Tho' birds of a feather Are flocking together, : Of exception let's give illustration : For Peacocke will stand Quite apart from the band, In a splendid and grand isolation. ' J. Jamieson. ' He undertook a job that's slightly bigger ' Than he could do, and just above his figure ; r In two years' time he'll doubtless try again, i Nor find his efforts then are quite in vain.